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Don’t Text Me Back by Angel

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Don’t Text Me Back

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I’ve been talkin’ to the wall like a dumb fuck, Feelin’ nothin’ in my chest but a bad luck clutch,
Swear this blunt’ the only thing that still hit right, And even that feel meh when the pain ignite,
Fuck sleep, I’ve been up with these thoughts on loot, Dark web in my brain, can’t escape this noose,
Talkin’ you good, like you give two shit, But where the fuck you at when I’m losin’ grip?
Yeah, I laugh through the pain like a broken clown, But I cry in a whip when the sun goes down,
Fuck a friend that don’t check in once, Fuck a hug that feel faker than a Twitter stunt,
I ghosted my girl cause I felt too cracked, And she dipped too fast, guess we match like that,
Fake love in my inbox, real hate in my gut, Family don’t call till they need a cut,
Poppin’ these fuckin’ jokes just to breathe through shame, But my mirror don’t smile, it just know my name,
They said man up, but I’ve been done tried, Now I’m drunk in the dark with a shut off pride,
Don’t text me back, I’ll fuck with the fake, Keep you okay, you too late,
I bled in the dark while you slept on me, Now I’m cold, I’m numb, and I’m set on me,
Don’t text me back, you ain’t ride when they crack, Now I’m posted in pain with a J and a pack,
Whole world talkin’ but they ain’t say shit, So I ghost, I grin, and I burn that bridge,
You cut me now, bitch, I needed you damn, When I cried in the sink with a phone in my hand,
Texts unsent, voice notes I delete, Cause I’d rather act cold than admit defeat,
Fuck loyalty, most of y’all switch for clout, Same one sayin’ real with my name in they mouth,
I’ve been smilin’ through hell, barely holdin’ the thread,
A therapist ghosted when the check bounced dead, Tell me who the fuck I’m supposed to trust now,
When my past got hands and it still beats down, Yeah, I got taste for this bitter ass shit,
Housed up underground, all sad boy hits, Smoke out the window, painting my drink,
Tryna swim out the mess, but it’s brain gon’t sink,
Can’t no say, get calm, and it’s just me and my vice,
With a middle finger up to this fuckin’ life, Shit I love too hard, and I hate too cold,
Got friends in my DM’s, but they never show, So I ghost when I’m hurt, flip off my phone,
Scream fuck this world, then chill alone, Don’t text me back, I’m fucked with the fate,
Keep you okay, you too late, I bled in the dark while you slept on me,
Now I’m cold, I’m numb, and I’m set on heat, Don’t text me back, you ain’t ride when it crack,
Now I’m posted in pain with a J in a pack, Whole world talkin’ but they ain’t say shit,
So I ghost, stop praying, I’m ridin’ that grain,
Shot open, ended up, the fuck, that bolster, C’s good, you didn’t tell me how to fuck,
My chelsea string fell away, shunned for poke with smong,
And now I’t see my note, but fuck for it too,
No text me back, I’m no numb, I’m gon’t come through,
Boy, my main, my drain, the gold, my purchase,
Some say shay swore something, said my teds ain’t pull,
My text me back, I’m full, fay, move, I bow, I know it,
Girl, my all, what is this, drunk, you’re ain’t awake,
And I’m just sad, oh, when my cry, I said flow,
My tongue, you like, then so, my soul, for so,
Cause bitch, your love, well, it’s so dope, and all my shit, I’ll wait,
Not going that rope in the house, I’ve been oaking,
I’ll lusty for fucking, I’ll lusty for buzzing,
That I can’t stand, mother, I’m soaked with them lusters,
And money, that cotton, I’ve been seen from fuzzing,
Don’t fall off the screen, it’s now, Don’t fall off, I’m sweet, it’s now,
Holding on, I’ll bring no shot, Holding on, I’ll lose what made,